The Russian spy and I, we both wonder why the world is split in twoThe Russian spy and I, we both wonder why the world is split in twoI sit down a lonesome way in South where I'm living in my houseNear to Camp Kennedy where the answer had to beLooking for a secret weaponI know when what would happenThe Russian spy and I, we both wonder why the world is split in twoShe was the most belle kind of s**Did no man give a chance to relaxHang around my surroundingsWatching her sound boundingsCouldn't stop myself to ask her inRussia shouldn't know where she's been

The Russian spy and I, we both wonder why the world is split in twoThe Russian spy and I, we both wonder why the world is split in twoAah, comrade?Njet